Burlesque Undressed

Welcome to my poetic Burlesque To read this poem you must first undress If I were near, I must confess I’d pay close attention, you might have guessed I don’t wish to appear a bit too rude But I wrote it, so you must read it, in the nude Just loose your puritan attitude A naked body is my libido’s food There are only a couple of verses more I hope you have removed all that you wore I am sure your figure I would adore Even if your caption would read, “Before” You cannot read the final verse Until your birthday suit you are in first That modesty bubble you really must burst Our fear of nudity is a horrible curse Now take a picture to offer proof You followed the rules – now tell the truth Email it to me, I’ll treat it with couth I hope to get a stack that reaches the roof